Hunting High School

It's just that Zheng Qing has no time to care about that ungrateful puppy recently.

The results of the college entrance examination have come out, and his grades have reached the level of a book, but the admission notice has not yet been received, so the family has been very concerned about the old grandma who is the concierge these days. After all, all the letters in this community are sent and received by this old man.

Although things generally do not develop according to people's inertial thinking. But sometimes even if you use leaps and bounds, you still can't understand why things are the way they are.

This morning, after Zheng Qing got up, she skillfully scratched Poseidon beside her pillow.

Although it is a little white dog, it has many light blue stripes on its body. Taking advantage of the white background, it looks very much like the waves on the ocean. Zheng Qing thought about it all night, and gave it a famous name, Poseidon!

But today he didn't touch the soft little thing that he used to, but a piece of something. Opening his narrowed eyes, Zheng Qing was taken aback for a moment, but then sat up in surprise.

What appeared in front of Zheng Qing was a letter.

Rather, it was a letter from nowhere, without a stamp, without a postmark, without a zip code.

The kraft paper envelope feels thick and comfortable to the touch. The back of the envelope was sealed with red ink pad, and a circle was printed on the ink pad with a triangular logo inside.

On the front of the envelope, the red font appears full and clear:

Binh Duong

Yunhua Community, Jiefang Road

The smallest bedroom in Unit 201, Unit 3, Building 7

Received by Zheng Qing

Zheng Qing immediately looked up at the sword hanging on his bookcase, it was safe and sound, nothing unusual. Turned over and got out of bed, rushed to the living room, in the incense burner under the family tablet, the trembling green smoke was as peaceful as usual. He looked around the room, whether it was the thin talisman paper pasted on the door lintel or the thick talisman engraved on the bottom of the window, they all stayed in place intact.

After washing his hands, he took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from the gray talisman bag. Zheng Qing chanted a long incantation, and then watched the talisman slowly fall on the envelope.

Nothing happened.

Zheng Qing felt that he acted like a psychopath just now.

It shouldn't be something dirty, he pouted, maybe it was put by his parents before going out in the morning?

impossible. He quickly dismissed the idea. If the parents receive this kind of envelope with a weird address, they will definitely not fall into their hands.

Carefully tearing open the envelope, a huge admission notice came into Zheng Qing's eyes. On the cover was still the triangular logo wrapped in a circle. On it were written four big Chinese characters in round ancient seal script:

first university

On the lower right side of the ancient seal, there is also a series of small characters written in regular script: learning without thinking will lead to death, thinking without learning will lead to peril.

Open the notice, and on the left are eight neat lowercase letters drawn with fine brushwork, "There is a way in the mountains of books, and there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning", which is very grand.

The small characters on the top of the other side clearly indicate:

'Our school is a key institution of higher learning approved by the Ministry of Education with qualifications for enrollment in higher education'

The following is the standard Song typeface:

Zheng Qing:

It is a great honor to inform you that you have been admitted to the Department of Astronomy, Jiuyou College, First University, with a four-year academic system.

Candidate number: 08043203119

Notification number: 20080010007

first university

July 28, 2008

There is also a red mark in the blank space, which is a circle with a smooth word '文' inside.

A light yellow card is attached to the notice, which says: "Please reply within one week of the arrival of the notice, and the interviewer will contact you within 24 hours and guide you on what you need to prepare. Others Needs can be communicated with the interviewer."

Accompanying the admission notice was a certificate of issuance of the plane ticket departing from Chang'an Afang Airport on September 1st. A certificate of obtaining a full scholarship, with all kinds of stamps crowded together, the red, green and green are dazzling.

Finally, there is an A4-sized piece of blue-blank cardboard.

Both parents had gone to work, and Zheng Qing was the only one at home, holding this unknown notice in his hand, Zheng Qing seemed a little skeptical, after all, he knew everything about himself, he clearly remembered the three universities he applied for, the first My first choice is Kyoto University, my second choice is Western University, and my third choice is the Normal University at my doorstep. The major of application is finance.

When did you apply for this university by yourself?

But the name is correct, the candidate number is not wrong, they are all own, there is nothing wrong with these.

Jiuyou College Astronomy Department? Is it astronomy? But it seems that I have never seen this major in the application guide? And such a poor name, I don't remember to fill it in.

Rubbing the blank cardboard, Zheng Qing's first reaction was a liar. Tsk tsk, it can't be said that it is a third-rate university that registered an awesome name abroad, and then returned to China to make money. Such stories are not uncommon.

He was a little puzzled immediately. It should be very hard to say the name of the First University, but it seems that this name has never been heard in China. However, there seems to be such a saying in foreign countries, is it from France or Germany?

Touching the soft gray cloth bag on his chest, Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows gradually, and his intuition told himself: This Zhang Tong Zhishu must have something to do with what he learned from his husband.

When he came to the bathroom, he scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face, Zheng Qing suddenly felt that all the cells in his body were activated by the coolness.

Holding on to the sink, he carefully looked at the guy in the mirror for a while, um, yes, his face was full of red light, and it did look like something good was about to happen, but it might also be the result of the cold water stimulation.

In the mirror, there was a gentle face, with small eyes but sparkling, the bridge of the nose was short and round like other oriental faces; fine fluff was faintly exposed between the corners of the lips; neatly trimmed The short hair is lying down docilely, but there is a tuft of dull hair on the top of the head that stands stubbornly, not yielding to the surrounding companions at all.

"Damn it." He grabbed a handful of cold water, wiped the clump of dull hair vigorously, and pressed it down. Of course, he knew that this was just a psychological comfort. After the cold water dried up, the tufts would still explode.

Chi Chi smirked, Zheng Qing's body trembled, a silver-white pocket watch rolled out from the round collar of his undershirt, hanging in the air, shaking, shaking, shaking restlessly.

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This pocket watch was a present from my husband on my twelfth birthday.

That was the first time I went back to the word collection, and it was also the first time I came into contact with that hidden world.

The silver cover snapped open. The hands on the dial rotate quietly, one second, two seconds, three seconds, as if nothing can stop this quiet and stubborn rotation.

The smile on Zheng Qing's face was frozen in the mirror, and the water droplets on his face and hair merged into one stream, rolled down his cheeks to his chin, and then dripped onto his chest.

In a trance, he seemed to see a young figure practicing calligraphy.